Some bloggers let friends or other bloggers write a post about anything. This will happen often because two people have already asked me to write something for my blog. This is the first entry ever. Can you guess who's writing it?

Firstly, you have to know that Cris, in addition to being my best friend, is like the sister I never had. That's why I always talk about her like such, like my sister from another mister, the triplet.Probably this post will be too long and sentimental, like everything I write, but if it wasn't like this, you guys wouldn't notice any difference, you wouldn't know that... yes, it's a post written by Raquel. (I know that —almost— everyone know me as Raq, and that's thanks to the owner of this blog)

Almost five years ago, in the most random yet incredible way, I met Cris. It's quite funny and also kind of twister, but as I have always said, everything happens for a reason and I'm sure that sooner or later we had to know each other. Did you know that she was in the same place, om the same day, that my brother and me were celebrating our Christian communion? I could have met her that day, even before, but no, it all sums up to the Winter of 2008.

Cristina is Cris, Crissy, Cresseh pls, ¡Cristina! She's the yellow collour, and all the colours she uses when she's colouring her drawings. She's all the hats she wears in winter, the sweatshirts and her teas, always her teas. She's the face she pulls as soon as she gets to my house and cuddles in the sofa that makes he feel KO, and how always, always, denies that she's falling asleep, when later she doesn't want me to get her out of there because "she's alright". She's her noisy laughter and too loud, always laughing seconds after someone has stopped laughing, or in the most unexpected times. (Like cruel jokes or dark humour). Cris is her love for Valentino, Robbie Williams, for all those romantic movies they screen at least twice on TV every year, and that she never gets tired of watching. She doesn't talk much in the mornings (don't hate me for this, but don't talk much... just a little), and she wants cuddles when she's sick and hugs wont' do when she's sad. She's that kind of people that you either love or hate, but won't let you feel indifferent. She's the kind of person that always drags all the attention, for better or for worse, who can change the atmosphere in a room with just one sentence, or her presence. She's the kind of people that changes the world of the people around her, sometimes without she even realises.

The good times. Those moments when even now, remembering them, make me smile. "I'm a wave..." "Cat-mouth, die already", "Her house; the rubbish". Cristina has made me laugh until I cried and I couldn't even breath. She's given me, without knowing, unforgettable moments, unique moments, and I will always be thankful for them, even if it sounds typical. Moments I would like to live again without even thinking, even if it never was the same because improvising is our best ability. (I know that we should become stand-up comedians, or at least try it, a couple of performances... Someone? Someone willing to promote us? Nobody?)But also there have been bad moments. Moments in which the easier thing is runaway and forget about everything and, even like this, she's been there. When everything has turned into a difficult and terrible situation, she's been standing there, as always.

Cris isn't just the kind of person who will give you her hand to let you stand up, no, she's so much more than that. She will help you get up to teach you not to fall down, to make you be strong and keep going on. Cristina doesn't tell you what you want to hear, she tells you what you need to hear. I have always admired her for that, and she knows it. I admire her because she's proud. She doesn't let anyone let her down. Because when things go wrong, the easiest thing to do would be to look away and she makes you face the life, and grow up. This is what makes a difference between my best friend and all the friends I could have. She doesn't just let me give up, but makes me understand that I need to be strong even if I can't, like she always does, and face it.

She's got a golden heart, so big that doesn't fit in her chest. Sometimes I would like it if people were able to see that part of her, that at least once in their lives could see her like that, so they could understand why she's unique, unique with all the letters. Most of you will think that I only say this because she's my best friend, but I can assure you that she's one of the best people I've ever met in my life. If only you knew what she's been capable to do for the people that she loves, and not just me when I've needed her, no, but the people she cares about, the ones who surround her, if you could understand where the magnitude of her greatness can arrive, you'd be surprised.

Because yes, with Cris all is laughter, comedy movies (and Disney movies... can you believe it? Me, who loves drama and horror movies, I always end up watching a romantic comedy...), unexpected afternoon snacks, McDonald's, always McDonald's, surprises and days when we never plan anything and they turn into something amazing, going to Manacor on train just to see a play, 'bé això passa', drawings and stories, touching her hair (we can't argue about that topic, you always touch her hair), beach days and Coldplay, people thinking we speak in some sort of code and words that make us look at each other and laugh that animals in that 'talking animals' video... but also there are those afternoons when she's been there when I haven't had to ask her. Even when homemade desserts, to make it even better. When she's told a bad joke to make me laugh, and, eh! She always makes me laugh. It's her when she thinks she can't comfort me, when actually those little details are the ones that make me be thankful for having her as a friend. When she asks me to stop crying, that it's not worth it, and yes, she's right, and yes, she says it for good, and yes, it's what I needed.

Luckily or unluckily, after this last year, Cristina has shown me — us — so much more than anyone who wasn't from our family has ever shown us before. I believe that not even Cristina is aware of what she's been able to do, especially this last months. I will only say that people are lucky to know her, to have her in their lives, to be able to listen to her stories and her daily life, we must feel very lucky.

So, as always —even if you call me silly, and you will— and even if you tell me I shouldn't do that, and you will also say that— Cris, thank you. For everything you've done, even without realising. You know I don't lie when I say that most of the times I don't know what my life would have been if I hadn't met you. But there's something I can assure you, I would be terribly sadder without a friend like you, even if 'there's esclavism' and 'touch my hair'. Thanks for the teas and Nesquiks, for thinking about me everytime you see Stevie Wonder (it's an honour...), for making me be the "Cristina's friend", aw! Don't hit me, that hurt! Thanks for being my friend, my sister, part of my family. Thanks for your reality talks and your words, which aren't beautiful or adorned all the time, but realist and hard words, like life itself. Thanks for all the times you've been mad at me, and when you've made me be as strong as I can be. Thanks for being there this past year. Thanks for never letting my hand go when I was crying in the morning, and thanks for sitting in that bench behind me in the afternoon. Thanks for staying for dinner the second night after that, and never leaving me alone. Thanks for telling bad jokes when a sentimental song was sounding at the background, and apologising after that for being so insensitive, although you know it's alright. Thanks for being one of those people who remember her like I do, like we do. Thanks for saving me even when I didn't know I was losing myself. I love you.

So yes, people! I already said it was going to be emotional and way too long, but here you have the post dedicated to my best friend. I could say more things and I'd still think it's too short. I don't know how to finish those posts, I'm not the professional here 8-) I hope you have a great day!